< Psalms 57 >

1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. When he fled from Saul in the cave. Have mercie vpon me, O God, haue mercie vpon me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and in the shadowe of thy wings wil I trust, till these afflictions ouerpasse.
To the Overseer. — 'Destroy not.' — A secret treasure of David, in his fleeing from the face of Saul into a cave. Favour me, O God, favour me, For in Thee is my soul trusting, And in the shadow of Thy wings I trust, Until the calamities pass over.
2 I will call vnto the most high God, euen to the God, that performeth his promise toward me.
I call to God Most High, To God [who] is perfecting for me.
3 He will send from heauen, and saue me from the reproofe of him that would swallowe me. (Selah) God wil send his mercy, and his trueth.
He sendeth from the heaven, and saveth me, He reproached — who is panting after me. (Selah) God sendeth forth His kindness and His truth.
4 My soule is among lions: I lie among the children of men, that are set on fire: whose teeth are speares and arrowes, and their tongue a sharpe sworde.
My soul [is] in the midst of lions, I lie down [among] flames — sons of men, Their teeth [are] a spear and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauen, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Be Thou exalted above the heavens, O God, Above all the earth Thine honour.
6 They haue layd a net for my steps: my soule is pressed downe: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the mids of it. (Selah)
A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. (Selah)
7 Mine heart is prepared, O God, mine heart is prepared: I will sing and giue prayse.
Prepared is my heart, O God, Prepared is my heart, I sing and praise.
8 Awake my tongue, awake viole and harpe: I wil awake early.
Awake, mine honour, awake, psaltery and harp, I awake the morning dawn.
9 I will prayse thee, O Lord, among the people, and I wil sing vnto thee among the nations.
I thank Thee among the peoples, O Lord, I praise Thee among the nations.
10 For thy mercie is great vnto the heauens, and thy trueth vnto the cloudes.
For great unto the heavens [is] Thy kindness, And unto the clouds Thy truth.
11 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauens, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God. Above all the earth Thine honour!

< Psalms 57 >